Despite the rather dire situation they were in, Flicker couldn't help but snort at Paxton's comment that going inside a burning tower was a bad idea. [color=f7941d]"I don't know if you noticed,"[/color] the genasi said, motioning to the glow of their hair and eyes. [color=f7941d]"But that is far less of an issue for me than it is for you."[/color] Still, this did pose a bit of a problem. Should they just try to patch Paxton up here? While they were covered from any projectiles, they were still out in the open enough that it didn't feel safe to let one's guard down. They anxiously scanned the trees, vaguely aware of one of their companions shouting at them to get out of there. However, they weren't about to abandon this man, not when there was still a chance for him.

Their alertness paid off, as a voice rang out from the forest, ordering others to stop anyone from ringing the tower's bell. What was more concerning, however, is that Flicker recognised the language they were speaking in as Ignan, one of the dialects of Primordial reserved for fire elementals. That, combined with the familiarity of the fire around them, caused the hairs on the back of Flicker's neck to stand up. They were half-expecting a group of other fire genasi, or perhaps efreets, to come charging out of the woods. Instead, it was three dwarves. Without even thinking, Flicker gave a small exhale of relief. After the encounter with Nana May and her cultists, they really didn't feel like duking it out with some malevolent elementals, especially ones that would prove resistant to their attacks.

Still, their discomfort didn't quite leave them, even as they evaded the attack of one of the dwarves. The other two were trying to bring down the tower, and Flicker was momentarily caught in a bit of a conumdrum: while they should try and run to the top of the tower to ring the bell, they didn't want to leave Paxton here in his condition, not with the enemy standing right there. Their memory briefly flashed back to the cultists they hadn't been able to protect, and the fire genasi gritted their teeth. They weren't about to let another person under their protection die. They were preparing a counterattack when they suddenly heard Jormund's voice, and glanced over their shoulder just in time to see him use a healing spell on Paxton. The man was able to get to his feet, and, shortly after, Cascade managed to reach them, using some of that nifty paladin magic she'd told them about earlier to turn her shoes into ice skates and summon some fog around them.

Flicker glanced at her in surprise, then over at Jormund and, for a brief moment, and despite their very mixed feelings about the gods, they found themselves wondering whether they'd missed out when deciding not to pursue divine magic. It was certainly more useful - not to mention far less destructive - than the magic they had been taught to wield in the order.

They didn't have too long to entertain these thoughts, however, as their companions were urging them to head up the tower. They glanced at the three of them before nodding. [color=f7941d]"Just know that if I come back and find any of you dead, I'm gonna be super pissed off,"[/color] they said before turning and making their way up the tower.

[hider=OOC]Flicker uses the Dash action and climbs 30 feet up the tower. Once they reach the top, they attempt to ring the bell.[/hider]